Chapter 2 Is It Really Haunted?
Zhang Yuan was overjoyed.
The merit increase is a little slower, but as long as there is one.
"Merit value, all added to Jiuyang Divine Skill!"
Zhang Yuan did not hesitate.
In the face of the unknown powerhouse who came to seek revenge, Jiuyang Divine Skill was the only one who could help him.
He is not stingy!
Brush!
The cyan panel changes again.
Name: Yuan Zhang
Age: Eighteen years old
Intelligence:1
Strength: The power of two bulls.
Speed: 6
Merit Value: 0
Martial Arts: Jiuyang Divine Skill Coarse Fur (7/12)
Gang: None.
Life motto: Your coming, for the world, insignificant, your death, for the world. No impact. A member of all living beings, life is cheaper than ants.
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After adding it, Zhang Yuan was full of energy, grabbed the firewood knife, and quickly walked towards the back mountain.
He only felt that his whole body was full of strength, and as he walked with his feet, it seemed as if there was a hot current in it.
Half an hour later.
Click!
A tree trunk the size of a bowl was cut by him with a single sword, and the cut was very flat.
You have to cut at least a dozen times on weekdays to cut it!
As a result, today, it will be cut off with one sword!
Zhang Yuan was overjoyed in his heart, and the feeling brought by the improvement of strength was too happy.
Soon, however, he tensed up again.
His strength is nothing in the face of the strong man who came to seek revenge, and even the disciples of Black Eagle Castle have been killed by dozens, and his strength is estimated to be not even a fart.
The disciples of Black Eagle Fort practiced martial arts diligently every day, how powerful they were, but they were still killed so many silently.
"What kind of martial arts is it, it can actually absorb blood, could it be some kind of blood-sucking Dafa?"
Zhang Yuan was very suspicious in his heart.
He was alone in the back hill cutting trees, clicking, one by one, full of energy, and soon patches of firewood were piled up.
He carried a large pile at once, like the kitchen.
There were a lot of people eating at Blackhawk Castle every day, and most of them were very large, so the firewood was used very quickly.
On weekdays, at least a dozen people are dedicated to chopping wood.
As a result, on this day, Zhang Yuan worked directly from noon to night alone, and did everyone's work.
Invisible crises spur him on at all times!
The shriveled corpse constantly stimulated his nerves and made him dare not relax in the slightest.
If there is the slightest relaxation, then he will probably become a dried fish like those dead disciples of Black Eagle Castle.
At the end of the day, he didn't eat a drop of water, and he didn't even eat until it was all done, and he was relieved and felt hungry.
Merit +6.
Suddenly, a number floated in front of me.
Zhang Yuan was overjoyed.
At six points, his Jiuyang Divine Skill could be directly upgraded.
"It's all added to the Jiuyang Divine Skill. β
Zhang Yuan shouted in his heart.
Brush!
The cyan panel changes again.
Name: Yuan Zhang
Age: Eighteen years old
Intelligence:1
Strength: The power of the five bulls.
Speed: 9
Merit Value: 0
Martial arts: Jiuyang Shengong first glimpse of the door (1/24), your ordinary fists and feet have been able to exert super power, and you have initially possessed the power to turn decay into magic.
Gang: None.
Life motto: Your coming, for the world, insignificant, your death, for the world. No impact. A member of all living beings, life is cheaper than ants.
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Zhang Yuan noticed the changes in Jiuyang's divine skills, and his heart was ecstatic.
Ordinary punches and kicks can already exert a lot of power, so in this way, in the face of that enemy, he may be able to resist a few blows.
Soon, however, his face changed again, and he was heavy again.
This world is a world dominated by martial arts, and the disciples of Black Eagle Castle have practiced martial arts since childhood, and they can be weaker, they must be stronger than they are now, but they are all killed.
His strength is nothing at all.
Suddenly, Zhang Yuan raised his head, looked at the moonlight, and shivered.
I don't know when it was already dark, and there was only a hazy moonlight around it.
"Damn, gotta get out of here. β
He ran into the kitchen, touched a few steamed buns, and fled towards his accommodation.
Moonlight Murder Night!
When the wind is high and the fire is set on fire!
Those Black Eagle Fort disciples were killed at night yesterday, and maybe that enemy will move tonight.
If he doesn't return to his residence now, he's looking for his own death!
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On the mountain road.
Several disciples of Black Eagle Castle, holding torches high, their faces pale, cautiously patrolled around.
The scene during the day was really terrifying.
Deeply stimulates their nerves!
They have never heard of such kung fu that can turn people into dried corpses.
More than 30 fellow disciples died at once, how terrifying!
Tonight it was their turn to be on duty, and each one trembled from his bones.
"Don't let anything happen. β
A disciple said in a trembling voice.
In their other hand, they all held a signal flare firmly in their hands.
This was specially issued by the lord of the fort, and as soon as any situation was detected, the flare was immediately released.
During the day, the people from the yamen came to see it once, but unfortunately they couldn't find anything at all.
They can only figure it out on their own.
"A few little brothers, it's cold, come buy some wine to drink. β
Suddenly, a kind laugh rang out.
Several disciples looked stunned and turned around.
When I saw them, I don't know when there was a small cart, a kind old woman looked at them with a smile, the small cart was full of wine jars, wine bowls, bursts of rich wine fragrance wafted out from the wine bowls full of wine.
There is also a small wine flag planted on the cart, grinning.
Who is this old woman?
How come they haven't seen each other?
Also, what kind of wine is coming out to sell this big night?
Also sold to their Black Hawk Fort?
Several disciples had questions in their minds at the same time, but the strange thing was that they didn't even ask, but all walked over blankly.
"Mother-in-law, how do you sell wine?"
A disciple asked.
"A penny and a bowl of silver. β
The old woman burst into a rich smile.
"Bring us a bowl. β
The disciple said.
"Good. β
The old woman laughed gloomily.
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Yes!
Suddenly, there was a piercing scream from the dark mountain road, and then a signal flare shot into the sky.
Zhang Yuan, who was running towards his residence while nibbling on steamed buns, was startled when he heard the screams, and hurriedly looked at the signal sheet in the air.
"Damn, it's not going to really win. β
He fled to the lodgings even harder, the wind in his ears, whirring, his mind was confused, and he didn't dare to think of anything.
The entire Black Eagle Fort was in chaos in an instant, and countless disciples rushed out, their long knives unsheathed, shouting again and again, and rushing in the direction of the signal flare just now.
Led by a middle-aged man, with white temples, deep eyes, hooked nose, high cheekbones, and terrifying eyes, rushed to the front.
Call!
A group of people quickly arrived at the place where the disciples had been patrolling before.
There was silence in place!
There are no more wine trucks.
There is no old woman.
There were only three dried corpses left, which looked exactly the same as during the day, shriveled and terrifying, and the faces of these three dried corpses were extremely distorted, as if they had been terrified in their lives.
Seeing this scene, all the disciples twitched their hearts fiercely.
Get oneβs dander up!
That enemy is killing again!
"One less. β
The middle-aged man's eyes narrowed and said in a deep voice.
There were four people patrolling in total, but there were only three corpses on the ground!
"Back to the castle master, it's Chen Fang, he's gone!"
An old man who looked to be sixty years old was shocked.
He is the protector of Black Eagle Castle, Wang Lie, with profound skills and extensive knowledge, he is responsible for teaching all the disciples of Black Eagle Castle to practice martial arts on weekdays, and he is extremely familiar with every disciple.
"Search, you must find him!"
The middle-aged man Long Tianbiao said in a deep voice.
"Yes, Castle Master. β
Many disciples held torches and began to search around.
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On the way, Zhang Yun gobbled up a few steamed buns into his stomach, almost choked to death, and finally fled all the way back to his residence.
The miscellaneous service area was pitch black, and all the miscellaneous servants seemed to have fallen asleep.
When Zhang Yuan ran over, suddenly, he noticed a figure standing between the doors of a room in front of him, motionless.